I don't consider myself a "fair person," and I don't totally get what people DO all day every day if they go for repeat visits, but I consider it a tradition and the girls seem to like it.
On the very last day of the run, off we went to the park and ride to meet the Nonners and Papa. The fair report is, so far, kind of the same each year. So rather than a full round up, here's what was new and notable.
New rides. (Brave girls.)
French Fry bucket and classic rock for a little morning snack.
Little Farm Hands
Eleri chose not to participate. Clio got to ride a tractor, dig up "crops" and trade them at market for a little stuffed sheep. Eleri wanted the sheep, too. Valuable lesson learned about commerce? Maybe.
Papa procured this inflatable Kemps cow. He claims it was through his power of persuasion. Others think he paid for it. Jury's out. Girls love it.
Clio carried him the rest of the day. Papa named him Milky Way.
The biggest deal, perhaps? No strollers needed. I forgot it in the trunk when we got to the park and ride just as the bus was going to pull out, but everyone did just fine. These are some big, big girls.